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Dinner is at half-past five; no luncheon and no dressing for dinner. I will describe one dinner Bouilli de boeuf large piece in the middle, and all the other dishes round it rotie de mouton ris de veau pique maquereaux pates de cervelle salad. 2nd service; oeufs aux jus petits pois lettuce stewed gateaux de confitures prunes. Dessert; gateaux, cerises, confiture d'abricot et de groseille.
The Borghesia the citizens the bourgeoisie, they are the ones who can. Oh, yes. The bourgeoisie, the shopkeepers, these serve their wives so, and their wives love them. They are the marital maquereaux the husband-maquereau, you know. Their wives are so stout and happy, and they dote on their husbands and always betray them. So it is with the bourgeoise.
"Isn't that what you're sticking over? Of course I've no right but interest. You brought me the interest, you know but I apologize for it all the same. Berthe!" "Oui Monsieur." "Maquereaux grilles; and I want something to drink." Berthe went to the bottom of the stairs, leaning on the third step with her hand and calling up to the room above. "Alexandre!" "Why does she do that?" inquired Sally.
"I believe it well you will go! You were mad ever to dream otherwise. Fetch my jewel-case the large one, of steel, with the American lock." "Madame takes all her jewels, then?" the maid enquired, moving about the room. "But naturally. What do you think? That I leave them here for the scullery-maids to give their maquereaux? I shall pack them tonight, before I sleep."